The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 43 Tea Cake (2)

Donghuang Wujue, who was originally hiding in the corner to choose molds, heard Gu Zhichuan's voice and raised his head in a daze. He saw him looking at him with a smile. I don't know when he stood here, he must have been watching for a long time.

Biting his lower lip, Donghuang Wujue took one casually and stood up, "I have chosen."

Gu Zhichuan took the mold, with the same expression on his face, and said lightly, "Rabbits and carrots go well together."

Although Gu Zhichuan tried his best not to be too aggressive and scare away the little guy, his words still made Donghuang Wujue blush.

Looking down, sure enough, the peach mold was lying quietly in the box.Donghuang Wujue was a little bit crazy, Gu Zhichuan always said some weird things, so he chose a carrot mold, why not give him a message!
But the madness of Donghuang Wujue didn't last long, and soon, her mind was attracted by Gu Zhichuan's skillful movements.

Wrap the glutinous rice dumpling in the dough, put it into the mold, and flatten it.With another knock, a carrot-shaped pastry fell into Gu Zhichuan's hands.

Soon, several pastries were placed on the plate next to it.

He was watching vigorously, but suddenly realized that Gu Zhichuan's hand had stopped, and Donghuang Wujue looked up at him in confusion.

Passing the mold over, Gu Zhichuan smiled and said, "Miss Wujue, don't you want to try it?"

Of course I did!

but……

Looking at the odd-looking cakes on the plate, Donghuang Wujue had to admit that some things really required talent.

Gu Zhichuan comforted: "You are a freshman once, and you are familiar with it the second time. As a novice, you have done a good job. At least it is much better than the first time I did it."

"Really?" Maybe it was because Gu Zhichuan's pastry was too ugly in comparison, so Donghuang Wujue was full of curiosity about Gu Zhichuan's first pastry making. "Then how did you make dim sum sheets for the first time?"

Putting the prepared cakes into the frying pan one by one, Gu Zhichuan turned to look at Donghuang Wujue, "It's been a long time, and I can't remember it anymore, but one thing is for sure: Miss Wujue is definitely not as good as Miss Wujue." .”

Hearing this, Donghuang Wujue was immediately happier, "Really? Doesn't that mean that I still have some talent in cooking?"

Gu Zhichuan nodded in agreement, "He is very talented."

As Gu Zhichuan took the snacks out of the pot, the aroma of tea filled the air again.

"This oil is so amazing. It looks very ordinary. Once the dim sum is fried, it is immediately covered with a layer of tea fragrance."

"This oil is boiled with Longjing, so it has a tea aroma." Gu Zhichuan looked at Donghuang Wujue guarding the plate of snacks that were too hot to eat like a kitten, and his heart felt like it was being burned by her. Cuteness melts.

Putting the honey water on the table, Gu Zhichuan said: "Although honey is added to the pastry, it will inevitably be difficult to digest if you eat too much. Let's drink a glass of honey water."

Donghuang Wujue was puzzled, "But isn't there already honey in the pastry?"

Sitting opposite Donghuang Wujue, Gu Zhichuan sipped the tea in his cup, "But honey that has been subjected to high temperature has no effect on digestion."

There is such a thing?At this time, Donghuang Wujue understood why Xiaohua always stopped him when he wanted to cook on a whim in the past, and there were quite a lot of twists and turns here.

"By the way," Donghuang Wujue asked Gu Zhichuan, "What's the name of this dim sum?"

(End of this chapter)